For Liz

And courtesy of Marcus: the famous sofa-baignoire:


I was pretty skeptical when I first sat down on the thing — there’s no back cushioning whatsoever, so one leans back against the side of the tub. The odd thing is, though, that it works; the angle of the tub is exactly right for leaning back, the narrowness of the tub makes the sofa less deep than most, so relatively shorter folks like myself can sit all the way back comfortably, and the seat cushion was a great combination of firm and cushiony.

Either that or I was just so jet-lagged I’d have fallen asleep on a pile of bricks. But it’s still a pretty groovy piece of furniture.

(By the by, the four small framed pieces over the sofa-baignoire are Marcus’s. Alas, the majority of his work in the show is not contained within this shot. About which work, more shortly.)


  1. Excellent– I am going to start scouting ebay for suitable bathtubs immediately. Plus a blowtorch…I’ve been meaning to get one of those anyway. And who couldn’t use a good sofa for when they’re “jetlagged,” right?

  2. Ahem. “Jetlagged.” Yes.

    (For those of you NOT in attendance just before my Monday 2.45 class: as I was telling this story of the sofa to Liz, the early-arrival variceles zoster in my brain prompted me to say that I’d been “so hung-over” that I’d have slept anywhere… and of course to say it loudly, at precisely the moment when the other conversations in the room hit a lull.

    I stand by the Freudian slip, however. What’s the problem when you’re hung-over? You’re suffering from acute dehydration and a failure to sleep when you ought to have. And what happens to you on that trans-Atlantic flight? You become acutely dehydrated and fail to sleep when you ought to have.



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